Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 454

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Episode 454
“S-Simon! Or rather, our Student Council President! Is it possible that I’ve offended you somehow…… or not?”
“What?”
At those words, Merin—who had been keeping a straight face—burst out laughing.
This girl was truly a politician through and through.
“How is it that you think about currying favor from day one of the semester?”
“Hey! I’m serious!”
“I don’t know. Ask him yourself.”
“Aaah~”
Elisa clung to Merin with a slight lisp—unusual for her—and Merin brushed her off with an air of annoyance.
“You got the short end of the stick from Simon all through first year. If anyone should hold a grudge, it’s you, not him.”
“R-really? Thank goodness……”
“Playing games, are we?”
Both their heads turned.
A female student wearing sunglasses even indoors stood watching them. Merin’s expression grew slightly tense.
‘Sixth in ranking. Merdiana.’
Already being called the monarch of the Poison Studies Department.
Her nickname was the Queen Bee.
Of course, it stemmed from the type of Dark Magic she wielded.
“The fact that Simon Polentia became Student Council President this time carries significant implications.”
She opened her palm toward them.
“Kizen operates on pure meritocracy. That means any other second-year could become Student Council President if they defeat Simon.”
“Hah.”
Merin let out a cold laugh.
“You think you can do what Shatel couldn’t? Go ahead and try.”
“That’s right, Deputy President! Simon is incredibly strong!”
Elisa, clinging to Merin’s side like a bat, turned as Merdiana’s gaze shifted toward her.
“Politician. Better make sure you’re on the right side.”
“Huh?”
“The Student Council President’s position won’t stay—”
Her head tilted toward the podium.
“Aseraz will take it.”
Before those words even finished, a shout rang out from Byeol-Ya.
“Fifth in ranking! ‘Aseraz Mikel’ chooses the Summoning Department!”
Merin’s head snapped toward the podium in surprise.
Aseraz chose Summoning? She’d thought it would be Dark Reversal Magic or Curse Magic.
Roaaaaaaaar!
The Summoning Department erupted into chaos.
First in ranking, third in ranking, fifth in ranking—all in the Summoning Department.
It was a complete sweep.
‘……What are these people plotting?’
Merin’s gaze, now serious, turned toward the sixth-ranked Merdiana ascending to the podium.

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‘Aseraz Mikel.’
Sitting alone at a table to one side, Simon watched as she received a warm welcome from the Summoning Department’s upperclassmen.
He didn’t know much about her.
What little he knew was that she had crushed all the special admission students in her ranking and landed fifth in the year like a meteor. And that she was the student who had beaten Merin in writing exams twice—first semester and second semester—and recorded first place overall.
She was receiving special treatment like Hector, sitting among the third-years, while Leonard and Will bombarded her with questions.
“……”
At that moment, while she was answering the upperclassmen’s questions, she suddenly turned her head.
‘What?’
She was staring directly at Simon.
He felt an odd chill. Something cold and heavy rushed through his body like a blade of resentment.
When Simon didn’t look away, she simply turned back and resumed answering the upperclassmen’s questions.
In the meantime, the department selections for the rest of the Top 10 proceeded swiftly.
Sixth place, the Queen Bee Merdiana, chose Poison Studies.
Seventh place, Elisa from Phantom Ship, chose Necromancy.
Both were treated as “assets” by the upperclassmen and became Department Representatives for the second year.
“Kizen’s Deputy President! Eighth in ranking, Merin Villenne, advances to the Dark Reversal Magic Department!”
Merin naturally chose the Dark Reversal Magic Department. Jane beamed with satisfaction as she shook hands with her.
Student Council members couldn’t hold multiple positions like club president or department representative, so Merin didn’t become a department representative.
Because of this, the Dark Reversal Magic Department’s third-year representative wanted to make the half-giant Shatel a department representative by any means necessary, but it didn’t seem to be working out easily.
“Rank 9! Elicia Rosenfelt chooses the Blood Magic Department!”
“Rank 10! Jules Vincere has chosen the Magical Combat Department!”
Elicia, newly promoted to rank 9, became the Blood Magic Department representative, while Jules Vincere, a Magic Sword user, became the Magical Combat Department representative.
With this, the Top 10 selections were complete. At the same time, all second-year department representatives were also decided.
‘I should remember this.’
Simon pulled a notebook from his shirt pocket and began writing down their names.
The department representatives were people he’d meet frequently to discuss matters, request cooperation from, or clash with. As Student Council president, it was natural to know them in detail.
Curse Magic Department: Merida Hu Ikel
Dark Reversal Magic Department: Shatel Maer (probable)
Summoning Department: Hector Moor
Necromancy Department: Elisa Selin
Blood Magic Department: Elicia Rosenfelt
Poison Studies Department: Merdiana Ann Suddendes
Magical Combat Department: Jules Vincere
‘This is ridiculous.’
Simon let out a dry laugh after finishing his notes.
‘How can there not be a single easygoing person among them?’
Discussions with the department representatives promised to be difficult. There was truly no one he could easily handle.
Even the Summoning Department, which Simon belonged to, had Hector occupy the representative position. And Elisa, who was currently at odds with him, became the Necromancy Department representative.
The only person who seemed like they might actually communicate with was the Magic Sword user Jules Vincere. Apart from becoming aggressive during fights, she was decent enough as a person, from what he remembered.
‘Rank 4 Merida, rank 6 Merdiana, rank 9 Elicia.’
Simon circled the names of these three people in his notebook, marking them for emphasis.
‘How these newcomers perform will be the critical factor.’
While Simon mulled over various concerns regarding school operations, the students’ selections progressed rapidly.
Overall, the Dark Reversal Magic Department under Jane’s leadership showed overwhelming dominance. It looked like the quota of sixty would be filled soon.
The Curse Magic Department was chasing right behind. The fact that Bahil, Kizen’s star professor, hadn’t participated directly was subtly affecting the numbers.
“Rank 40! Sindy Vivache to the Necromancy Department!”
“Rank 62! Sabrina Giuseppe to the Poison Studies Department!”
The Necromancy Department and Poison Studies Department were also filling their quotas quickly. Each time the Poison Studies Department called a new name, Dick at rank 400 would grip his chest anxiously, his expression tightening.
“Ungh—ugh! Hah—”
Dick twisted his entire body, making sounds of creeping dread.
“My heart’s pounding so hard I can’t hear! I wish I’d studied harder. So this is how karma comes back around! Argh!”
“Hang in there, Dick! I’m sure a spot will open up for you!”
Kamibarez clenched her small fists and offered an encouraging smile, when the assistant’s voice rang out.
“Ranks 90 through 100! Please wait below the platform!”
Kamibarez bolted from her seat.
“I’m heading out now! Dick!”
“…Yeah, thanks. Kamibarez.”
Dick waved back with an expression that seemed to have aged several years.
A moment later.
“Rank 95! Kamibarez Ursula to the Blood Magic Department!”
A fresh cheer burst forth from the fifth table on the left.
“Ursula! Ursula’s here!!”
“My senior really loves her!”
“Welcome! Little vampire!”
Kamibarez received an overwhelming amount of affection from the third-year seniors as she took her seat at the Blood Magic Department table. With every gesture and word she made, the seniors reacted intensely, leaving Kamibarez flustered and unsure what to do.
‘Still, Kamibarez will adapt quickly.’
Watching Kamibarez being doted on by the Blood Magic Department seniors, Simon broke into a warm smile.
Now the rankings had moved past the 100s and into the 200s.
“Rank 280! Serne Aindark to the Summoning Department!”
An explosive roar erupted from the Summoning Department—louder than ever before. The third-year Summoning Department students had lost their minds.
“Wait, is the Summoning Department insane?”
“Why is the Ivory Tower’s heir going to the Summoning Department!”
The Dark Reversal Magic Department seniors, who had been secretly hoping—or rather, been certain—that she would come their way, were shocked.
As Serne walked toward the Summoning Department table, her ivory-colored hair catching the light, the stellar third-year seniors came rushing over. Some of the male students offered their hands as if to escort her, but Serne smiled and passed them by.
“Welcome to the Summoning Department, Serne.”
Even Leonard managed an awkward smile. Unlike the other excited peers, he remained seated in his chair, maintaining his composure and dignity.
“You startled me. If you were coming our way, you could’ve given us a heads-up.”
She answered with a laugh instead, a low, knowing sound, and gave a smile that crinkled her eyes like a fox’s.
The male seniors standing behind Leonard went crimson in the face. To them, she was less a woman than a creature designed to drive men mad.
Serne tilted her chin up with an air of indifference and walked past Leonard, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.
“S-Serne!”
“Care to chat for a moment?”
Several seniors hurried after her, reluctant to let the moment pass. But she merely smiled at them with her eyes and brushed aside their proposals as if flicking away dust.
“The rumors are true—no, even more than the rumors suggest.”
Serne’s steps faltered. Will, ranked twelfth, stood squarely in her path.
“And I’ve heard another rumor, too.”
Will placed a hand on Serne’s shoulder. She tilted her head up at him, one eye narrowing slightly.
“That you’re personally recruiting talent to bring into the Ivory Tower. You charm students away from school, get them dismissed, and then the Tower scoops them up.”
He lowered his voice so only she could hear, baring his teeth in a grin.
“I know what you’re doing and I’m willing to fall for it. What about you, junior—no interest?”
Crack.
Serne brushed his hand away and let out a soft laugh. Whether she meant it as agreement, Will wasn’t sure, but he grinned back.
“Your breath stinks, senior.”
At that remark, Will’s face flushed a violent red.
Serne swept past Will and the third-years with that same haughty stride. Then she approached.
“Mind if I sit here?”
She settled into the chair across from Simon, who had been sitting alone, as if she owned the place.
She cupped her hands beneath her chin like flower petals and smiled prettily, coyly.
“……You.”
Simon let out a small sigh.
“You sure you can handle the fallout? They’re your department seniors, after all.”
At his question, she smirked and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Tee-hee. Tee-hee-hee.”
Simon couldn’t help himself—he burst out laughing.

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While Simon and Serne were deep in conversation, Byeol-Ya’s voice rang out loud and clear.
“Ranking 287! Lorain Arkbold advances to the Summoning Department!”
At last, the decision of the second-year who had drawn the most attention was made public.
After shaking hands with Aaron on the platform, she descended and made her way to the Summoning Department table.
The third-year Summoning students’ reaction was predictable—their voices were already hoarse from shouting.
“W-welcome! Lorain!”
“Good to have you. Yes, we look forward to working with you.”
Yet even the Summoning Department seniors seemed to regard Lorain with a certain wariness.
And for good reason—she was the daughter of Neftis, the school’s owner. Unlike Serne, who commanded unbridled celebration, Lorain inspired a more measured, restrained courtesy.
“It’s an honor to have you join us. I’m Leonard, department representative, ranked fourth.”
“Hi! I’m Benya.”
“Ranked twelfth, name’s Will. Ha-ha-ha! I never thought you’d be coming our way!”
Lorain bowed politely, no different from any other second-year student.
“I’m Lorain Arkbold. I have much to learn and little to offer. I hope you’ll all guide me with a gentle hand.”
Rather than fawn over the seniors like other students did, she carried herself with quiet maturity—extending courtesy as one person to another, as equals in human dignity.
Even the third-years couldn’t bring themselves to treat her carelessly. Will, who had pestered even the formidable Serne, merely exchanged greetings with Lorain and then made himself scarce.
Step. Step.
Lorain walked past the seniors and made her way directly to Simon’s table.
The seniors’ eyes still followed her.
Lorain glanced once at Serne, who was sitting across from Simon, then turned to him with a warm smile.
“Would it be alright if I sat here?”

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